Xu Xiangbei sneered, "You’re really obedient, kid. Told you to lie down, and you did."

Seeing their companion knocked down, the other two big men raised the chairs in their hands and swung at Xu Xiangbei, but Xu Xiangbei shattered them with a kick, then two flying kicks hit their throats, leaving them gasping for air as they collapsed.

Dong Dajun was dumbfounded, in the blink of an eye, his three companions were subdued by the opponent’s fists and kicks. Though this boy looks unassuming, he’s clearly trained.

A fierce look flashed in Dong Dajun’s eyes as he drew a shiny, black pistol from his waist. With a gun in hand, his courage swelled as he aimed at Xu Xiangbei, "Kid, you’re quite the fighter, but let’s see if you’re faster than my..."

Before Dong Dajun could finish saying the word "gun," Xu Xiangbei had already vanished from in front of him.

Then Dong Dajun felt a massive kick on his backside, launching him into the air and crashing heavily onto the mahjong table, shattering it, and tossing the pistol into a corner.

His whole body felt as if it had fallen apart, and he looked at Xu Xiangbei in horror as if he were staring at a demon from hell.

Xu Xiangbei sneered, squatting down in front of him, picking up a mahjong tile from the ground, "Judging by your surprised look just now, you must be one tile away from winning. Which tile do you need?"

Dong Dajun grumbled, "I’m waiting for the Three Characters."

Xu Xiangbei grinned mischievously as he picked up a Three Characters tile from the ground, "Is this it?"

Not knowing what Xu Xiangbei had up his sleeve, Dong Dajun dared not refuse, so he nodded.

"Since you want it, eat it then."

Xu Xiangbei forced the Three Characters mahjong tile into Dong Dajun’s mouth, making him hold it there.

Xu Xiangbei smiled mischievously and asked, "One tile isn’t enough; your hand had thirteen tiles, right? Want me to feed you all of them?"

Hearing Xu Xiangbei threaten to shove all thirteen mahjong tiles into his mouth, Dong Dajun turned pale and tearfully asked, "I have no grievance with you, why are you doing this to me?"

Xu Xiangbei sarcastically asked, "Don’t cry yet, I haven’t even tortured you properly. Where are you most afraid of pain? Hands, feet, or somewhere else? I plan to use the Bone-Cracking Hand to twist your bones and tendons into little pieces. Just tell me how many pieces you want."

Xu Xiangbei lightly twisted the mahjong tile in his hand, shaping the square tile into a twist, and tossed it on the ground, his finger slid down Dong Dajun’s shoulder.

Dong Dajun seemed to see his bones being twisted into sections by Xu Xiangbei, feeling that Xu Xiangbei’s fingers on his body were like a thousand ants biting him.

He screamed desperately, "Mister, what do you want me to do? I promise to tell you everything, not daring to lie, not daring to lie at all!"

Xu Xiangbei withdrew his hand, grinning sinisterly, "That’s a good boy. Tell me, did you take Lei Ziming’s order to use a truck to kill Basel, and also planned to kill me the other night?"

Dong Dajun suddenly remembered, his face turned ashen, "Sir, I didn’t know the person in the van was you, I was just following orders. If I knew it was you, I wouldn’t have done it even for a million."

Seeing Dong Dajun confess honestly, Xu Xiangbei sneered, "When the police arrive in a moment, you better confess all these things clearly, don’t try any tricks. If you dare to play tricks, I’ll make you eat the whole set of mahjong tiles and make your life worse than death."

Soon, police sirens were heard outside the gaming room, Jenny appeared before Xu Xiangbei in a dark blue police uniform.

A few policemen escorted Dong Dajun into the police car, and Xu Xiangbei smiled roguishly, "Officer Yang, you look stunning in that uniform."

Jenny smiled, "You’re pretty well-informed; how did you find this guy?"

"I not only found him, but also found Zuo Mu. He promised to testify in court, so make sure you protect him and don’t give Lei Ziming any opportunities."

"Don’t worry, I’ll be cautious about Zuo Mu’s safety. With his testimony, Lei Ziming can’t escape."

Before noon, Xu Xiangbei returned to the Purple Gold Villa, only to find a guest there.

Xiao Lin was wearing a fiery red trench coat, a white scarf around her neck, and red high heels that matched the coat, with her snow-white toes painted red.

She sat gracefully on the living room sofa, swirling a crystal goblet with amber XO inside, while beside her sat the elegantly dressed Shen Congru.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei arrive, Shen Congru stood up with a smile, "Dr. Xu, where have you been busy, leaving Miss Xiao alone at home?"

Xu Xiangbei noticed a pair of half-person-tall, lustrous enamel vases in the corner of the living room.

Touching the smooth porcelain, Xu Xiangbei was surprised, "Are these vases ours, or did I just not notice them before?"

Xiao Lin covered her mouth with a laugh, her smile elegant and charming, "You really are absent-minded, these vases were just brought over by Young Master Shen as a moving gift for you."

Xu Xiangbei grinned roguishly, "Young Master Shen, you’re too kind, gifting me such a pair of antiques. These vases must be worth quite a bit, right?"

Shen Congru reclined back on the sofa with a boastful look, "Let’s not talk about money; talking about money is too vulgar. Vases have a price, friendship is priceless. To me, these vases represent our timeless friendship."

Xu Xiangbei laughed, "You are indeed a banker, speaking differently. So much money that it’s like it’s burning a hole in your pocket. How much are these vases, anyway? You won’t take them back if you don’t say."

Seeing Xu Xiangbei insist on the price, Shen Congru laughed, "These vases are worth about twenty thousand each; they’re ceramics from the Ru kiln, not antiques, not really valuable."

"If twenty thousand isn’t valuable, then what is? Since Young Master Shen sent them, I’ll keep them. Thank you, Young Master Shen. Did you come today just to deliver the vases, or were you here to chat with Miss Xiao?"

Seeing Xu Xiangbei teasing him, Xiao Lin glared at Xu Xiangbei playfully.

Shen Congru smiled generously, "I came today not only to deliver the vases but also happened to chat with Miss Xiao for a bit. I was also curious about how your food factory is coming along. I’ve got your business loan approved by my dad, a twenty million interest-free loan ready to be given to you anytime."

It’s just like a bank; approving a twenty million loan is as easy for them as giving away a pack of tissues.

Xu Xiangbei poured himself a glass of champagne, pulling two ice cubes from the fridge and dropping them into the glass.

Sipping the champagne lightly, with its crisp, sweet, and rich taste, Xu Xiangbei smiled, "Boss Peng’s production lines and workshops are ready. We just need to get the food production permit and we can start. I’ve already spoken with Director Xu, planning to submit the application in the next few days."